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Originally posted by DELTABRAT:
Situations like this also tend to be cyclical. I know a woman who is 45 years old and is a great grandmother. She had her daughter at 15, her daughter had hers at 15 and then her daughter had hers at 15. When you have children at such a young age, you still have a lot of growing up to do. The basic mistakes where you stop and say, "Wow, I will never do that again and I will teach my kids,one day not to do that either," haven't even been made. If I am 18 and my child is 7 years old, what can I possibly teach him/her? So when that child is 14 and I am 25, I am not thinking of teaching sexual responsibility, I'm still trying to get mine.
I am not speaking for all young people who have children. SOme have a tight support network and are able to graduate, do well, marry and have other children. But the majority end up depriving themselves and their children of a half-way decent life.
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I do not in anyway mean to center this topic on me but, I litterally wanted to cry(and I am not sensitive at all)when I read this post. I know how it feels to be a CHILD and grow up with a young mother. My mother was just short of 17 when I was born. And DELTABRAT is right, I was deprived(as well as my mother) of a full decent life.
My mother had a young mind and did not have enough funds to take care of both of us but she went clubbing whenever she had the chance. Not to mention my father, skipped town. I had a very hard young life but, I'm not going to go into great detail about my history but Please!!! Don't stop preaching about taking care of yourself first and waiting!
By the blessing of God, I am a sophomore in college(I am one of the top 15 black students at a Predominately White College), I'm trying my best but it is hard because no one is there to support me. I had to take time off to save up money to go to school and when I went back; My mother TOLD me that I need to get a REAL job and stop wasting my time on a dream(collge education).
I love my mother very much, but I had to remind her of my past and let her know that I deserve more.
Most of these children get the short end of the stick and repeat the ugly process of ignorace about sex and babies. There are sooooooo many problems that I had to find out from my teachers, who were actually black men!(there were very few black teachers in my area) I could not find the answer from my mother because she stopped growing psychologically. Even Today, she can't see what I see.
My one teacher didn't judge me but constantly encouraged me to take care of myself first and the rest would come later.
I don't know any of you but I just want to say, I know it seems hopeless but don't give up. Please don't give up because without my teachers and my friends parents, I would not determined to succeed in life. Don't think your efforts are in vain. Don't give up!
I apologize for the length.